Devin Booker House Novels & Stories

“You locked your door? What is going on with you?” Dex sighed when Machine demanded more information. He shook his head and unlocked the door to his room. He looked around at the once pristine room and frowned. Everything was scattered about. Nothing was how he left it. “What the hell…” Machine mumbled stepping inside the room. Machine knew what Dex was like. He wasn’t the type to let things get dirty or leave things lying around. Even his office was orderly. It was a weird thing for people who were extremely intelligent to be orderly. He was surprised to see Dex bolt towards the closet where his saddle bags were turned over. He pulled out the book and groaned when he saw the papers were mis

She took her oath seriously and the only one she didn’t take seriously was her marriage and now it’s back to haunt her. The elevator pinged indicating it had arrived at his destination and the door slid open. Holding on to a strap of her bag, Chloe walked into the secret building in the underground floor of an abandoned laundromat. This building hosted the task force that kept most of America’s major criminals off the streets and behind the bars where they belong. At least one thing made Chloe happy, her job. It was going to provide her with the distraction she needs to deal with her failing marriage.

“No. But I need to know how to survive it. If your family’s coming here... if the Consortium’s what you say it is, and you’re at the center of it—I need to be more than a pretty thing you hide behind bulletproof glass.” Lucian’s expression changed—just barely. A flicker of something between admiration and worry. “You think I haven’t protected you?” “I think you can’t always be there,” she said. “And I want to protect myself.” There was a long pause. The fire crackled. Then Lucian rose, moving to the cabinet beside the fireplace. He pulled open a drawer and returned with a thin leather-bound book. He handed it to her. “What’s this?” she asked, flipping it open.

He’s in my home, my space, and there’s nothing I can do about it. A part of me is still stuck in the disbelief that Papa would go to such extreme lengths to ‘protect’ me. The same man who never wanted me alone in the same room with a man suddenly decided I live with one in an apartment miles away from him. I know he hates this as much as I do, maybe even more than I do. But thanks to the assassin who tried to kill him, everything is ruined.

“How did you get this?” Kiara narrowed her eyes, “it was among the pile of books that Gwen delivered to me, and she said they were from you.” Devon sighed loudly and pinched the spot between his brows; this particular one wasn’t meant to be delivered, at least not yet. Turning his back on her, he opened his bedside drawer, tucked the book in there and locked it in. “Read the other ones, that one is not for you, yet.” “Is that meant to be a joke?”

Joe began, as my ears itched to hear the rest. "What are you talking about, Joe?" Tommy buzzed, as if reading the question on my mind. "It also says in this book that Devan had a brother who died..." "Robb... He died a few days ago." I muttered, as Big Joe nodded. "Just that he didn't really die." Joe announced, as Tommy and i exchanged quick galnces. "What are you talking about?" Tommy questioned intently, as Big Joe turned the pages of the book hurriedly, until he got to one that was filled with scribblings.

She confessed. __________________________________________ The door to Devon's room opened, and Charles and Mensaviv entered. "I overheard your discussion. You didn't tell him about the book my Lord." Charles said. "Yes, I didn't," Devon responded. "Is there a good reason for that?" "I didn't get here by being dumb. Instead of asking outright, I had to send him to our closest enemy, Blessingstoke. During that period, we'd search his place and I'm sure we would see the book."

For him, it is not something out of the ordinary. “I bought land before located in a sub-urban area. I decided to build a house there for my future family.” He said honestly. Amber couldn’t help but remember that probably that house was built for his ex-girlfriend, Raven. Devlin has never mentioned Raven nor his brother. She also wonders about his relationship with his parents and brother now. Moreso, that his family was also investigated. She didn’t dare ask that question. They got inside the huge mansion made of solid marble. Once inside, Amber was welcomed with all the housemaids lining up in front of her.